[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best

[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Hmmmm, hmmmmmmmm
In the late night, we be cockin iron and givin you stage fright
Yo head might explode, when I bust with the lead pipe
Now say it right, Juvenile, Head tight
Stay hype, now page Mike and make sure he got all the yay, aight?
I'm tired of you niggas, be thinkin that you usin me
Runnin with them petty-ass niggas lookin like fools to me
I'm workin wit some change yeah
And ain't afraid to put fifty up on ya brains yeah
You bout worrin over yo' people I'm the same yeah
Look, I'mma have somebody sayin that's the shame yeah
But if them people come they ain't gon' give no names yeahBaby the number one stunna don't play no games yeah
Come outside and see nothin but camouflage and bricks
Them gather up boys strapped with cannons
Tryin to knock off yo' shit, you stanky bitch
I'll Ruff Ryde your ass then, Cash in for Money
Juve ain't gettin nuttin? ha ha ha that shit is funny..

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best

[Verse 3: Drag-On]
When my niggas get knocked we gonna bail them out
When it come to my gun my shells is out
You better get the message, cause I done mailed it out
That I'mma bang it like a hammer and I'mma nail the South
East West, and write letters for my niggas up North
My guns made in China, so you better dust off
Comin to getcha, you gon' bleed ketchup, I always got cheddar
I never ass bet ya, and I won't even sweat ya
You won't roll four and better
My dough is never low, but if Drag is down on his last
I'mma reach in my sweater, bet my Baretta
Make a nigga feel the heat in the cold weather
Can't stand a nigga hype, throw me his bitch
Bitch come to my shit, you betta come get her
Be like a dog with a bone I run with her
Y'all make me so tired
Y'all niggas still rappin like you don't know my flow is fire
And y'all ain't got ya suits, ain't got ya boots
Probably gotta gun that ain't never shoot
When we come you better hope they don't name you
Cause like two sticks rubbin I'll flame you
Don't try to be me cause I ain't you
'fore I have your spirit with the angels
My shorty keep a gun on the ankles
Wanna fuck? Watch out she'll bang you
Cause I taught her well, y'all players better haul to hell
But you niggas couldn't borrow a belt
Whoever wit you is goin to jail
Do you niggas bust your guns? Oh you ain't bustin none, huh?
You wanna fuck em til they cum, huh?
Drag-On, Juvenile, Double R, what you want huh?

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best
Do y'all niggas bust y'all guns?
(Hell yeah we bust our guns!!)
Do y'all fuck them til they cum?
(Damn right we make them cum!!)
It's for the North (HEY) South (HEY)
East (HEY) West (HEY)
Ruff Ryders gonna show y'all niggas who ride the best

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Juvenile: “I actually heard the sample of that song somewhere & I remember that they got sued for that 1. I don’t know if he made his own version, but I heard the sample. Somebody played it to me & I was like, ‘Damn, that’s what he got hit for’? I think the year of the song was 1970-something. I’m cool with Swizz Beatz. If he’s saying there ain’t no sample, then hey man. But that’s a sample."

“That was 1 of those records that if we were on tour we had to do that song. People just loved my part. That song is amazing. I wanted it on my album, but they weren’t having it. They had it done already. I just had to do my verse. They sent the music to me after the 1st tour, & we went on tour again after that.”